The Dull Pencil Lead

There on her finger!
She’s waving it gracefully above her head.
The Dazzling Dwarf Diamond, still bigger-
cost than my dull pencil lead.

Why am I not worth as much?
Is it the stain from my touch?
Are we that different? Only allotropes,
Graphite…Diamond. Subtle difference I hope.
I create knowledge, communication.
Innovation!
No mere materialistic obsession!
No blood-drenched rivers of Sierra-Leone,
I humbly historify sins we must atone.
It does fill me up with rage,
while scribbling scars on this empty page,
that our main priorities,
lie with such lavish frivolities.

Though I am a Dull pencil lead,
Screw the diamond. Shouldn’t you sharpen me instead?